Byond ID:
5680pertive
Marine Name (so we know who you are; if you play alien mostly, state that here):
Joseph 'Admiral' Costello primarily, recently I've played some rounds as Robert Killian
Name/Designation of the Synth Character you’re requesting to use (Follows common naming rules, and requires a first name with no last name):
Gabe
Are you familiar with the Synthetic Programming and Guidelines (viewtopic.php?f=57&t=14417)?
Yes
Synthetic Character Story (An ADEQUATE description and story of your Synthetics actions and involvement in a previous mission onboard the Almayer):
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*A nearby explosion crashes as shrapnel rains from the sky*
“SHIT! SARGE!” LCPL Alvarez screams.
Alvarez looks desperately at the now still body of SGT Meyers for any signs of life.
Alvarez shouts, “SARGE, PLEASE, YOU HAVE TO GET UP! EVAC LEAVES IN 5 MINUTES!”
CRACK! A sniper round hits the wall less than a foot away from Alvarez’s head, causing him to lean back into cover.
“Shit,” he exclaims, turning his attention back towards the UD-4L dropship which now seems impossibly far away.
CRACK! Another sniper round hits the wall Alvarez is using as cover sending dust and debris flying into the air.
Alvarez begins to slowly look around the rubble of the colony he was sent to protect from CLF forces. The bodies of his fellow marines lie scattered across the bombed-out terrain. Alvarez then looks down at his legs, or what’s left of them after a close encounter with a mortar shell. Blackness begins to slowly creep in on the edges of Alvarez’s vision as he begins to black out.
CRACK! Yet another sniper round hits Alvarez’s cover showering the side of his face with rock.
“FUCK OFF!”, he yells, blindly firing his pulse rifle around the corner of the collapsed building.
As Alvarez turns to look back at the dropship, he can almost make out a figure emerging from the thick smoke billowing out of a destroyed M577 APC. Alvarez squints and can slowly form the outline of somebody running straight towards him. Alvarez readies his pulse rifle to fire at the figure when he sees the familiar USCM uniform color emerge from the smoke. He lowers his weapon and can now see that it is his squad’s synthetic support unit, Gabe, quickly approaching. As Alvarez focuses his increasingly blurry vision on Gabe another mortar shell explodes nearby causing him to reactively raise his arms to protect his face from shrapnel. As he lowers his arms he sees Gabe calmly walk through the smoldering crater and crouch down beside him.
“You look like you’re running at about half capacity Alvarez,” Gabe says lightheartedly.
“You never really got your timing down, did you Gabe,” Alvarez responds curtly.
Gabe begins to bend over to pick up Alvarez, “We need to get you to the dropship immediately.” As if on que the dropship’s vertical thrusters power up as it prepares for takeoff, spewing massive amounts of dust into the air. “We now have approximately three minutes until it departs.”
Just as Gabe is about to pick up Alvarez he pushes him away with what limited strength he can muster. “NO! You need to get Meyers out of here first!” he yells, gesturing to SGT Meyers’ body still lying in the street.
Gabe looks over at Meyers and is able to detect only faint signs of life. “I’m sorry Alvarez but there isn’t enough time to evacuate both you and SGT Meyers.”
Before Gabe can attempt to pick up Alvarez again, Alvarez quickly takes out a M40 HEDP Grenade and places his thumb over the manual detonator. “I’m sorry Gabe, but Meyers has saved my life more times than you can compute, there’s no way in hell I’m letting him die out there.”
Gabe’s hollow eyes quickly look between Alvarez’s grenade, Meyers’ unconscious body lying in the street, and the dropship preparing for its departure. After a second of processing Gabe stands up and turns toward Meyers.
“There’s a sniper watching this posit-,” before Alvarez can finish his sentence Gabe darts out of cover and is immediately struck by a sniper bullet in his right shoulder. The bullet doesn’t slow Gabe down as he sprints full speed toward his fallen comrade. Just as he reaches his target another sniper bullet hits him in the upper torso, sending milky latex fluid spraying out onto the ground. Gabe effortlessly picks up SGT Meyers and as he turns around he hears the unmistakable sound of pulse rifle fire from behind him. As Gabe starts his sprint back towards the dropship he sees Alvarez practically slumped over his pulse rifle providing suppressive fire. Gabe runs directly towards the smoke still enveloping the destroyed APC to mask himself and Meyers from continued sniper fire. Just as Gabe enters the cover of smoke he hears one final sniper shot ring out.
Gabe boards the dropship with only seconds to spare as CLF forces quickly close in on the LZ. He sets down Meyers and immediately begins providing medical assistance. Once Meyers begins to wake up he quietly asks, “Where is Alvarez?”
“He might be a little late to debriefing,” Gabe responds.
Tears begin to well up in Meyers’ eyes as Gabe schedules an update for his comedic processor.
I mainly play medical roles such as medic, doctor, researcher, or CMO so I would probably focus more on medical support such as providing medical assistance, setting up the med bay, and medevacing wounded. In terms of how I plan on acting I would focus on the more computational side of a synthetic and provide my analysis on the situation at hand. An example might be setting down on LV-624 and entering the Central Nexus with marines and saying something along the lines of "There are approximately 7.2 liters of blood on the ground in the surrounding area, more than the amount in the average human." I feel that focusing more on the machine side a synthetic will allow me to personally RP better than if I was a synthetic which tries to emulate human emotion and actions. Going along with the more machine leaning RP I plan on doing the quirk Gabe would have is badly timed or insensitive humor such as the examples in the character story. I'd picture something along the lines of Gabe running out into danger to rescue a downed marine who had his arm torn off and saying something like "Need a hand?"
How familiar are you with support roles? (ie; Medical, MT, Science, SO)
I am very familiar with all of the medical roles on CM and consider myself to be one of the better medics/doctors on the server. The science department is hard to answer since the research area of CM is essentially RP only right now as there are overhauls being done behind the scenes. I have never played an MT or an Engineer before so my knowledge of them is limited to what guides I can find on either the forum or the wiki. And lastly I've never personally played an officer on the server however I've played CL enough to see how things operate on the bridge and what the expectations are of SOs.
Why should we whitelist you?
You should whitelist me because as a marine on the server I am the one who always tries to follow orders to a T, even if I think that I could be doing something more effective somewhere else. This isn't to say that in the example provided where a synthetic has been tasked with mopping the hangar and takes a detour to help a wounded marine, I would simply continue mopping as those were my orders. What I mean is as a marine if I was put on FOB duty I would stand there for hours on end before leaving my post to have a more exciting round by rushing the xenos. I think that the ability to follow orders without question is something that synthetics are built to do. In addition, I think that I should be whitelisted because I am a trustworthy and helpful player and I'd hope that most people who have interacted with me either in character or on the forum would agree. (Other than some marines who may say I need to work on my aim)
Have you been banned from CM in the last month for any reason?
Nope
Are you currently banned from any other servers and if so, why?
Nope
Do you understand that any player - donor or otherwise - can have their whitelist status revoked should they break our rules or the Synthetic Programming Guideline?
Yes
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